3.27.2022 – fly me to the moon

fly me to the moon
let me play among the stars
fill my heart with song

There are worse songs to have stuck in your head for the last 48 hours.

There are a lot of worse songs to have stuck in your head.

This is the funny part though.

Many of them are this same song.

According to Wikipedia, Fly me to the Moon was recorded and released by any number of well known vocalists as the song In Other Words between its release in 1954 and 1960.

It wasn’t until 1960 when it was recorded by the wonderful Peggy Lee, that Ms. Lee convinced the song writer, Bart Howard to change the name to Fly me to the Moon.

It wasn’t until 1964 that Frank Sinatra recorded the song with Count Basie with a re-arrangement in 4/4 time in place of the original 3/4 time.

A factoid that I can repeat but is completely meaningless to me.

I am happy to report that it is not the voice of Mr. Sinatra that has been going through my brain the last couple of days.

I am not sure what the result on my psyche that might have.

Nothing against Mr. Sinatra or his voice or his talents.

He just not my cup of tea so to speak.

Also in one of those quod-hoc-propter-hoc mental sequences I have this Sinatra block that plays in mind whenever I meet up with Mr. Sinatra in my daily sojourn.

The mental sequence goes like this …

The Johnny Fontaine character in the movie, The Godfather is modeled on Frank Sinatra.

Fontaine sings at the opening wedding scene in the movie, The Godfather.

When Fontaine walks onto the wedding scene he is dressed in a white tux and black bowtie.

The first time my wife saw the movie, The Godfather, when Fontaine walks onto the wedding scene, she said, “I didn’t know Pee Wee Herman was in this movie.”

What do you think of when you watch The Godfather?

I think of Pee Wee Herman.

Somehow I think that story could make Francis Ford Coppola cry.

What do you think of when you hear Frank Sinatra sing?

I think of Pee Wee Herman being in The Godfather.

Somehow I think this thought would get me slugged by Mr. Sinatra.

He did slug Mario Puzo after the movie came out according to some sources.

What do I think when I see Pee Wee Herman?

I think of Don Corleone slapping him, saying, “You can act like a man!”

Goodness but its lonely being me some days.

So back to the song.

I was looking for a song on You Tube the other day.

Of late I have been listening to the music of Tatiana Eva-Marie & Avalon Jazz Band of late (go ahead, it will make your day) and one of the suggested songs by You Tube when I was searched French jazz singers, over there on the right hand margin of YouTubem was this video labeled, Emil Ernebro and Zandra – Fly Me To The Moon and I clicked on it.

It was a two people set up, vocalist and guitar with an stage empty of other musicians but filled with instruments.

The simple setting, like two bands members after a show singing for the pleasure of singing caught me attention.

In the book, The Caine Mutiny, Herman Wouk writes about hearing a young singer at an audition:

The girl seemed to be singing for the pleasure of friends, rather than for an urgently desired job. This was no great voice, nor even a professional one. It was just such singing as a bright girl who had a love of music and a pleasant voice could accomplish, and it had that peculiar charm denied great performers, the caroling freshness of song for its own sake.

These words got etched in my brain and now I am sucker for music videos like this on You Tube.

I remember when MTV was launched and videos were produced that made the singing of almost any song a matter of life, death and the success of the free world.

With what a lot of these bands went through as portrayed in some of these videos, to sing their songs, it was a wonder anyone would every want to get into music.

Then there are those clips, those recordings of the singing of a bright girl who have a love of music and a pleasant voice with that peculiar charm denied great performers, the caroling freshness of song for its own sake.

Intrigued by the image with the song, I clicked on it.

And I was captivated by the singing of a bright girl with a love of music and a pleasant voice with that peculiar charm denied great performers, the caroling freshness of Fly Me to Moon for its own sake.

My intrigue and interest was rewarded by having the song playing in my brain for the last 48 hours.

Comes this morning when I starting typing in the words of the song because with everything going on in this world, that is what was on my mind because I can’t stop the music.

I start typing the lyrics and the rest of this post just spilled out of my brain through my fingers onto the keyboard.

I think that was evident.

So this post came together and all I needed was a link to the video in question.

Could I find it?

Nope.

When I searched, Fly Me to the Moon, Could I find anything else but Mr. Sinatra and the like as entries in You Tube.

Nope.

100s and 100s of links but not the one I wanted.

I was close to the point that maybe I didn’t really hear this song.

It was stuck in head, maybe I made it up in my head.

Replaying last Friday morning over in my brain, I came up with the scrap of information that in the video caption, was the mention that the guitar player in the video was ‘Sweeden’s [sic] premire guitarist’.

With this other piece of information on which hang my search, Fly me to Me Moon Sweden Jazz Great, I am happy to report, I found the video.

For your start to this week, and for no other reason, here is the singing of a bright girl with a love of music and a pleasant voice with that peculiar charm denied great performers, the caroling freshness of Fly Me to Moon for its own sake.

I can only imagine what it be like to write such a song.

I can only imagine what it would like sing such a song.

To sing with with a love of music and a pleasant voice with that peculiar charm denied great performers, the caroling freshness of song for its own sake.

But I can click on it a listen to with the best of them.

And that is good enough for me on a Sunday Morning.

There are worse songs to have stuck in your head.

The lyrics are fun, too.

Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words darling kiss me Fill my life with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I hope for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love you
In other words I love you

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all i hope for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love u

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